Saturday, May 30, 2009

Relaxed at Last

The broken lines of my commitment,
are done serving our past.
Your time has passed and I am different.
I'm strong and confident, relaxed at last.

Sunday, May 24, 2009

The Grosses

Blessed with memory losses.
Cursed with unhealthy prognoses.
Taking life in measured doses.
Looking for wife to share the tosses.

Когато Стига

И въпреки, че въздух ми не стига,
в сърцето ми е огън, който ме вдига!
Аз рядко ти говоря, така че ти кажи ми,
дай ми знак, когато стига!

Saturday, May 23, 2009

And yes, love is the answer!

I've searched so many places.
Faces looking at me, "Strange
you are, and not adjacent,
to what the standards are in our days!".

And how do I reply to that?

The standards are away from cases,
that I will research in my life.
But you don't have to face it,
so leave and let me find my ways.

And yes, love is the answer!

Friday, May 15, 2009

A String of Open Doors

A string of open doors,
that I would rather have them closed.
But you, my love,
are you coming out of one of those?

Sunday, May 10, 2009

Ако бях...

Ако бях книга, щях да съм "Тютюн".
Ако бях песен, щях да съм "Вървят ли двама".
Ако бях наркотик, щях да съм екстази.
Ако бях сладкиш, щях да съм шоколадово суфле.
Ако бях себе си, щях да съм с теб.